Let the dance begin! Sharifa and Nathifa Vs. Koji (complete)

Koji could be a nervous novice to sensous wrestling but not to fighting in general, so he kind of expected Nathifa to pull some swift move instead of just plain engaging his test of strenght.

"W-What the...???" The problem was that, ready or not, she was just too fast for his reactions. Losing track of Nathifa's movements for a slight moment, Koji had found himself giving the back to his curvy opponent and before he could react, her meaty thighs were wrapped around his head, treating his flushing face to their warm smoothness before a twist of her hips lead the boy down.

"Unghfff... d-damn... 0///0". Groaning in discomfort from the unwanted landing, the handsome boy started to squirm and trash around, his hands reaching up to Nathifa's strong dancer thighs as he tried to escape. Which needless to say, was proving easier said than done.

“Not bad so far, huh?” Nathifa commented, tightening her thighs around him periodically after bringing him down to the canvas. The seductive dancer was sure to weaken Koji, keeping her headscissors going until she could be certain that he was tamed to a more agreeable extent.

After a few minutes of her headscissors, the dancer would further demonstrate her skillful placement when she released his head. In a subtle movement, she freed herself from his downed position, allowing his head to rest back on the canvas before rolling forward, planting her rear onto his face for a facesit pin while at the same time grabbing his legs and trapping them underneath her armpits.

Koji could only tire himself out in futile struggles, which Nathifa seemed to appreciate as she got into a pattern of rhythmically flexing her thighs around the boy's neck.

With his face hugged tight inbetween a shapely pair of feminine thighs, a series of half-muffled groans were exacted from his lips, much to Nathifa's satisfaction.
"Nghff...unghf..nnh... @///@". Helplessly stuck in the languorous prison of her pulsating headscissors, the poor boy was lulled and squeezed into dizzy obedience, his resistance totally pacified so that she could move to the next sensually teasing maneuver.

"uuuhhh.... my head...s-spinning-mffh? Mmpffhh... @///@". Koji's glazed eyes had just the time to focus on the playfully threatening, yet hopelessly pleasant vision of Nathifa's moon-shaped butt, before it would descend onto his face.
Smothered deep into her lovingly plump rear, Koji was given no chance to fight back as his clueless kicking around was soon restrainted, each of his legs hooked under her armpits as Nathifa had the wannabe-defiant boy nicely packaged into a matchbox facesitting pin.

“Step one, achieved.” She’d say playfully as she began to rub his face with her butt, taunting him as she kept him pinned underneath her. As he guessed, just as Nathifa is more playful, it didn’t mean she was going to be any easier of an opponent. Especially as she was much more forward using seductive moves and happy to do them.

And that would become more clear as she pulled his his waist back more and pressed her chest forward, pressing her soft bosom against his groin while she continued to rub his face with her rear. “Sharifa gave you a feel of her breasts with your head, I figured your other head would want the first feel of mine.”

Pinned down into that awkward position with his butt up and his head down, it was not easy to keep Koji's straight thinking, especially with a soft tushy seductively smothering him into compliance!

And just when the handsome fighter was trying to steel himself into resisting her charms, preparing to flex his body into a desperate attempt at kicking out.... something big, warm and soft had enveloped his groin, messing up with his mind as she rubbed her hefty bosom back and forth against the growing bulge in his pants.
"M-Mnnrffhh...? mmnf... <3", he would half-protest, half-moan, squirming in aroused discomfort as the curvy dancer proceeded with her own plan to have Koji "steel himself", but in a different way.

“Enjoying yourself there Koji.” Nathifa asked humorously, giggling to herself as she continued to rub his head side to side. “I don’t know how often boys in this league are caught like this, but I’m sure all of you can appreciate when you get out in a position to receive this kind of treatment.”

To further her point, the seductive dancer would lightly rub her chest across his bulge, stimulating him playfully as she smothered him. “I can certainly tell a part of you is grateful though, so that should speak volumes of what you think.” The dancer wouldn’t release him, alternating the direction of her breasts every once in awhile to make sure his whole boyhood felt their softness.

How degradating for him, as a fighter and a man! After being bullied by Sharifa in the early minutes of the match, the young  brawler was now easily controlled underneath Nathifa's sexy curves too... and in an even more playful way, which didn't miss to amuse the fans while Koji mumbled and squirmed to no avail.

He had tried to at least reply something defiant to her seductive teasings but, rocked side to side by her smothering butt, all he was allowed to do was clinging to shamefully aroused consciousness, while the slow swaying of her hips lulled him into compliance, rewarding the curvy dancer with the pleasant vibrations of his stifled voice.
"M-Mnnpffh...mmmnnnffhhh....!"

Soon, Koji's boyhood decided to betray him and ally with Nathifa, as she felt it twitch nicely inbetween her swaying breasts, knwoing that Koji was about ready to burst out into surrender, no matter what his rational mind wanted.

“Getting close Koji, how much longer can you hold out?” She’d continue to tease the poor boy, knowing full well that all she’d get was muffled groaning as she never gave him a chance to speak from underneath her ass. But of course even if he wanted to say some kind of bravado, the dancer was clearly set on getting a climax rather than an addition of his pleasure.

“There’ll be plenty of these to come, so don’t feel the need to hold one in.” She’d comment on his erection, increasing the speed of her breasts rubbing. “She may not have shown it, but Sharifa is also really good at these erotic holds, add the two of us and you’ll be in for a world of pleasure. Of course, we’ll have to weaken you a bit more before that, won’t we?” As she would feel his climax about to come, the dancer would pull his waist as close to her chest as she could, bending him more and firmly squeezing his boyhood between her bosom to add on more pleasure.

Helplessly folded in Nathifa's erotic facesitting pin, Koji kept writhing and mumbling with no chance to escape as the sexy dancer methodically wriggled his face around and rubbed his boyhood, all the while explaining the girls' exoitc plans for him with a nonchalant tone that made her words even more seductive.

"Mnnpffh...mmffhh... @///@". The more Koji got closer to burst out, the lesser he could think about resisting. Giving into Nathifa's wonderful rubbing was much easier... and way much more pleasurable.
And thus, a large warm stain spread on his shorts as her squeezing breasts coaxed him into a big hot climax.
"M-Mrrrpffhhhhh!!! <33"

“And that’s one~” Nathifa would tease, feeling his body jerk as he climaxed between her bosom. With that same teasing voice, it would be clear for the boy that it would most certainly not be near the last climax that he would have to endure for the match to come, but it would be up to Koji to try and avoid that.

After a few more seconds to literally rub in her sexual victory over Koji, the dancer would eventually release his legs and step up off the boy, freeing him from her smothering clutches and dancing a few feet away. When she was where she wanted, she’d stop in a suggestive pose and wink at Koji, gesturing at him with her fingers in a sultry “come here~” fashion.